Thursday, December 08, 2005
fucking 4-10 inches. the amount of snow forecast for from 3am tomorrow through the afternoon. shit. maybe the fucktards are wrong. that's an awful large gap: 4-10. i'm obviously hoping for the fucking four. i backed my car into the driveway and left just a little space between the car and road. less shoveling out of the car i'll have to do. the guy can't plow my fuckin' driveway if i can't get the car out.
i went to the convenience store and got cat food, cigarettes and bread. and bathroom tissue. i have easymac in the cupboard and rot dogs in the fridge. didn't go for the milk and white bread thing.
today is a beautiful day. kind of warm out, sunny.
sean came this noon to do the trash. we went to the coffee place and guess who came in? i'm whispering to sean, the squid. and she's saying, what? and i'm wispering, the squid, the squid, that's the squid. and yes, her hair was sticking up in the front. i don't think she saw me. and goodness knows i hope she didn't hear me saying, the squid. i guess if sean could barely hear me, there was no chance that the squid could.
sean and i didn't make a time for tomorrow because of the expected snow-in. but she said she'd call in the morning, maybe it wouldn't be too bad.
i hope they plow our fuckin' street. they seem to forget that it exists.
Posted by Lisa ::
2:19 PM ::
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